Islands of trees amid a sea of corn.
So simple, so lovely, yet the dreaded enemy of gardeners and farmers.
The dogs and I walked the length of our lane today. A lovely day after a month of almost daily rain. Everything is amazingly green. Ireland, step aside, nothing is greener than spring time Illinois after a prolonged rainy season.
This little wren chose the bird house right outside the dining room door. How can such a tiny bird have such a big voice. He sings all day long with very brief spells of quiet while he grabs a bug for the family.
Cedar waxwings, juvenile robins, and a catbird spent the day stripping the ripe fruit off my amelanchier.
5 comments:
Your blog is very nice.
The birds in the pictures are amazing.
All so lovely.
So glad to see you posting again. I'm a fellow bird, flower, animal, nature lover. I hate seeing all the fences down. Was in Peoria yesterday and took the long way home. I thought I'm driving straight up America's breadbasket. All the green was beautiful but I was looking for fences myself and don't think I saw a one. Sounds like you have a lovely wren!
Hmmm. Somehow I miss that you had posted again. Very good. And its been cool, wet, and very green this summer here as well in Bluff Country...;)
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